26 Sunday Jul 2015
In the dark,
long-term watching.
Blackness rests eyes, brightens
imagination.
Tip into a curve
of ear and mind.. soundlessly
whispers rise and define,
even foretell.
Clarity-
a distant brass bell-
and color emerge,
erasing all penitent dreaming.
Within a container extending
far
into day,
light continually bears witness.
17 Friday Jul 2015
Sunrise after sunrise,
invitation
to tend to the undeveloped parts,
the living but forgotten
blinded and crouching animals left
out in the cold.
Sidle up to crackling fire and
look softly-
the shadow-dance and light castings and warmth,
ease a chronic, unnameable tension
nibbling at the corners of mind.
14 Tuesday Jul 2015
chasing light
entering shadow
more rises in the non-scape
than the known-scape.
strings become ropes become chains,
careful what you attach to
you’ll have to drag it alone.
if image and sound, sensation, scent
and a sip of watermelon juice with lime and mint
aren’t plenty,
how heavy we all become.
time’s short,
selling freedom and wild soul, long.
with camera, notebook and #2 pencil
these steps brighten.
heart finds nourishment in embodied moments.
body is, through it all, home.
04 Saturday Jul 2015
Contain the heat,
the movement,
the sound.
Toss fingers wide,
and dip
chin,
blades..shoulders..elbows..palms
into a spin…
Pound
thoughts
down,
down from helter-skelter mind
through music-hugging hips,
willing knees, flexed calves, splayed toes,
beyond, even, supporting ground-
move ’em out
until sweat beads, glass fogs
and your heart and smile rise.
Once a giggle finds voice,
throw open the windows-
mimic your every pore-
invite the wind,
and
slow
the swirl
into a sway
into a collapsed puddle of joy
with eyes fixed
on boundless
sky
25 Thursday Jun 2015
Lose yourself.
Scare every inauthentic particle
right out
of your limitless sky.
Then you’ll see
what is truly, brilliantly yours
creates awe-inducing sunsets
upon divinity’s canvas.
25 Thursday Jun 2015
From red desert cliffs,
broad-winged raven swoops
above juniper and stone.
Along dusty trail, over hot concrete,
striped lizards dash,
quick and anxious.
Fears, doubts, insecurities,
they cross-hatch your path just the same.
Step aside.
Raven will drop in and
snatch them with open black beak,
if you remember
to allow him his full scavenging flight.
22 Monday Jun 2015
surrendering to Love
not the article
or person
or plot we’ve attached it to
but the Way of it,
there’s the practice, a
clear path, a
transcendence into
eternal life..
We care for each and all
while knowing
the little deaths,
and the big ones, will play their part
to shape inner and outer landscapes and
deepen connection
to what beautifies
heals
nourishes-
We learn to leave our small selves behind
for something
more
16 Tuesday Jun 2015
05 Friday Jun 2015
A woman enters the restaurant,
angry,
and stands by a table where two men sit.
Words are exchanged,
an expectation was not met.
They invite her to join.
She leaves instead.
One man
leans
towards
the other-
quiet remarks are made.
They pick up their shots
and clink glasses in smiling agreement
before reaching for their fries.
05 Friday Jun 2015
Events arise and show you
you can be made of jello-
in some especially unreasonable flavor like kiwi-
and your mind starts spinning and nothing is working and
everything seems wrong and
you’re busted, no broken, no worse
and
and
on and on and on
until
you stop believing,
look around,
recall that you’re breathing
in a flowering burst of recognition
that you simply
have
more to heal.
Salt, Smoke, Water and Stone 